Without further concern for him, he turned around and crouched down, half-supporting the woman to sit against his chest.
"Fiona? Wake up, wake up!..." He gently pinched the woman's chin, turning her face toward the light and was shocked to see her left eye swollen and bruised.
At this moment, Fiona's left cheek could almost be described as too horrible to look at—
The woman's right cheek had a faint handprint, probably slapped just once, so it wasn't too bad, but the left cheek no longer showcased the original fair and delicate skin.
Bruises, swelling, tinged with a black-purple hue, the left eye highly swollen, if you covered the right half of her face, you likely wouldn't recognize it as Fiona.
Norton Abyss watched the scene before him, and fury surged within him. He gently leaned Fiona against the wall, suddenly turned around, and stood up to walk toward Lewis.
